Artist: Meek Mill f/ Kendrick Lamar Album: Dreamchasers 2 Song: A1 Everything Typed by: newos_crib_is@hotmail.com [Meek Mill] See, I'm an A1 type of guy I crush A1 hoes (true) Rock A1 clothes (true) Drive A1 whips (true) and still pour A1 sauce on my shit Huh, I come from the bottom Huh, crushing all these hoes, rocking all this ice Selling all these Os, nigga, I done did that twice So I'm just riding round in my Rolls, bout to get on my bike just to touchdown in my hood, and I put that on my life I'm like, yeah nigga, I'm there nigga, I ball hard all year nigga My diamonds all clear nigga, smack my chain, you dead nigga I don't know what you heard, and I don't know what you thought But all my dogs they murk, and all my dogs go hard, fuck that My new young chick look exactly like Rihanna Ass like Nicki, but she yellow like Madonna I take her to the mall, buy her all type of designers YSL, fly Chanel, all that Dolce & Gabbana I jump right back like thirty-six, lean hard when I turn the whip If I ain't have my rap deal, then I'd still be serving bricks I kill a pussy, I murder shit, homicide on shorty My gold Role' cost sixty racks and my rose gold cost forty [Chorus: Meek Mill] I get A1 money, I'm an A1 nigga Got an A1 swagger, I'm getting A1 bitches I just bought me a Rollie, you can skate on nigga If they don't love it, they hate it, well get your hate on nigga Cause I got A1 everything, A1 everything A1 everything, I get A1 everything I got A1 credit, A1 hoes I drive A1 whips and I rock A1 clothes, I'm gone [Kendrick Lamar] Pray to God I washed my hand, but I'll be damned 2012, one-hundred racks to Uncle Sam A twenty-four year old millionaire Don't read the contract 'less a mill in there A1 credit, park my car bow-legged I got a bus full of bitches, I call it Jerome Bettis I grab my dick in the picture, your hoe be cropping the image I'll let you scrape off the dishes, we eating nigga, I'll finish and come right back, hope you insomniac Sleep on me if you wanna take a dirt nap Bitch I'm talking ca-ca-ca-ca, then more ca-ca-ca-ca Hit your roof until I pop your top up, then more ca-ca-ca-ca till I know I got ya Balling like I'm balding, then I see Jordan in the mirror Nigga that's flawless VVS, said CC text me what you wearing Putting my all inside your bitch, I grip her hips, that's power steering Bout to hydroplane when I board that plane, I land inside the building [Chorus: Meek Mill]